Thursday, March 8, 2018

Painting the night sky

A tender cold kiss as the wind brushes my cheek,
the wind is as cold as the mountain peak,
The air sends shivers down my spine,
As I watch the blue night sky It’s so Devine ,

Cold weather on a spring night,
Warms the soul , it’s such a delight,
Blues blend in the sky,
A smell of a campfire soaring by,

Intense peaceful feeling,

Dark night , so surrealing 

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